/lit/ - Literature

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Thanks guys, it's going to be a pesudo bhuddist space opera inspired mainly by this dude's art, here's a couple more paragraphs where it gets more fun

All around was cavernous space filled with life that he heard and felt long before actually discerning it from the deep shadows. The stuffy air hung thick with oscillating breathing vibration, an otherworldly roar of voices layered over each other, sonic waves adding and amplifying and bouncing off of high cave walls above. The reverberation and volume quickly added another shade to his pain as he felt his ribs vibrate through to their hollow contents, the air in his lungs filled with the chant that he had no choice but to breathe, feel, embody entirely. The horrible low groan of deep resonance was tangible and his vision almost seemed to warp with its sonic contours. The sound, initially steady and oppressive, had begun to falter as soon as he woke and then mutated into a fever pitch of screams, cries, confusion, amplifying and mirroring his own parallel emotions, before finally falling silent, cut only by his own gasps and moans as he gripped his burning features.
As the pain began, slowly but miraculously, to subside, he began to discern his surroundings – the stone slab upon which he sat, naked and frightened, the high dark walls of the chamber surrounding him, the soaring pillars around the circular stage like platform on which he sat etched and intertwined with looping, ornate lines of immeasurable different scales of detail that almost seemed to be twisting actively as he squinted towards them. Stretching out from between his legs was a curved trough, cut a finger’s depth into the altar, that ran down its length then continued across the surface of the stage until it dropped off with its edge. He could see the aqueduct bubbling with more of the terrible acidic liquid that had pulled him from slumber, viscously flowing down into the shadows below. Beyond was the rest of the cavern – which was filled as far as he could see with undulating waves of heads, bodies, indiscernible features, staggered in a pattern to allow all to view his shaking horrible nakedness through the shoulders of those in front. Beady black eyes blinked from the closest of faces, horrified, confused, rapt with undivided attention to his own visage which bore a similar expression.